Darkness is the hardest

I felt the warmth of your breath
brush on the nape of my neck,
and the weight of your hand
rest own my shoulders,
But i know you were never there
So why do i feel damn alone?

I felt your hands stroke my own
and smelled your skins soft bouquet,
But i know that you were never there
so why do i feel damn betrayed?

I felt you fingers caress my hair,
and the beats of your heart,
wash away my pain,
But i know that you were never there
So why do i feel so damn insane?